The Status Window Disappeared - Chapter 142



It’s hard to leave home (4)

The training ground, which was noisy and incongruous with the place, regained its original quietness.

The royal family, who had never doubted the prefecture’s victory, naturally became suspicious.

I don’t know if Chris barely won after a fierce bloody battle.

To think that the head disciple of Baekryongmun, who had a high reputation even in the capital of the Qin Empire, would fall out in a single match.

The party involved, the county government, admitted their defeat in their hearts, but the imperial family did not.

After all, even monkeys sometimes fall from trees.

They accepted the scene just now as a mere coincidence.

It was much easier to turn a blind eye to reality than to admit that Ye-ryun’s escort, a disgrace to the imperial family, was so strong.

Their leader, Prince Ye Myung, quickly rectified the situation.

“The governor of the prefectural government seems nervous. Seongcheon! You will be the opponent this time.”

“Yes, Prince.”

The new man who walked out seemed to be an aide to the stage name.

He seems to lack a lot of skills compared to the prefectural office specially called to deal with Chris.

Chris, who had endured the pain felt in the blood vessels throughout his body, took the same posture as before.

Blood veins that have been overworked by excessive mana management are being healed by life force.

Normally, a samurai would have to recover for a while after doing the same thing as before, but Chris accepted the series without hesitation.

This time, the opponent didn’t even seem to need to use deception tactics.

As the referee’s shout echoes, Chris’s longsword rushes at the obviously nervous opponent.

A man named Seongcheon could not learn from the previous history.

No, I learned something, but I wasn’t even given a chance to use it.

With a clear sound, the two longswords were smashed.

The weapon prepared by Ye-ryun could not withstand Chris’s power.

Between the sharp fragments, sword light surges.

Chris put the broken longsword to the opponent’s neck.

When the weapon was smashed, the opponent, who was in a state of confusion, realized it after a while.

The first may be mere coincidence, but the second is inevitable.

The imperial family in the bleachers could no longer postpone their recognition.

Chris, who gave a rough bow to his opponent and the crowd, went back to Ye-ryun.

Like her siblings, she is at a loss for words and finally regains her senses.

“If you do this, it seems that Dalian is enough. My samurai seems to be tired, so we’ll go back now.”

“That, yes. Thanks to you, I had a good look. Both seem busy, so let’s talk again later.”

Ye-myeong, who could not hide her embarrassment, allowed Ye-ryun to retreat.

Chris, walking out of the splendid palace, throws a question that is a bit belated.

“Is that Prince Ye-myeong the closest candidate for the throne?”

“yes. My brother Ming is the eldest son of His Majesty the Emperor. Jin, the second son, is also there, but his power is rather weak.”

Ye-ryun, who seemed to have regained his composure, answered in a small voice.

As the four return to Ye-ryun’s palace, the sorcerer, who seems to have been suppressing his voice, boldly asks.

“By the way, wasn’t the sparring just a little too much? Since you showed Chris’ skills so well, maybe you could be wary of it… … .”

“Don’t worry, I have some money left. And we needed to be vigilant.”

When Chris responded, Ye-ryun smiled bitterly.

As he said, Ye-ryun seemed too easy until now.

He continued with a kind of certainty.

“If we had done it halfway there, the assassins would have continued to come? Ye-ryun-nim has 30 competitors, and even if they send only one of them, it will be full for a month.”

Chris didn’t want to see the assassins taking turns outside the palace.

No matter how strong he is, as long as he is human, he may make mistakes someday.

Ye-ryun, who was brewing her own tea, muttered with a thoughtful expression.

“Then, will things be a little different from now on?”

“Yes, of course. It would be a waste of time and manpower to keep sending assassins, so wouldn’t you rather try to recruit Ye-ryun? If Ye-ryun is in a team, I will come along as a bonus. Even if your skills aren’t formidable, since you’re an outsider, you’ll look good.”

The trio make faces that seem to have realized something at Chris’ words.

They didn’t seem to have imagined that other members of the imperial family would make such a proposal to Ye-ryun.

Chris didn’t look at them pitifully, he felt a little pity for them.

How often have you been neglected to get this kind of reaction?

Ye-ryun, who had been frozen for a moment, passed the tea water and organized her thoughts, then spoke to the lady-in-waiting next to her.

“Get ready to go out. I’m going to look around the port and market, so it’s best to cover your face as much as possible.”

“Are you going out suddenly?”

When Chris asks curiously, Ye-ryun smiles and nods.

“If we want to keep our promise to Chris, we have to prepare early. Ships to the western continent won’t be very common, so there’s nothing wrong with hurrying.”

“No, it seems a bit dangerous outside… Wouldn’t it be better to just go to the guide station with me?”

Chris’s anissiting with his own consideration.

Ye-ryun accepted it gently.

“Even in broad daylight, you can’t be careless. Right now, the safest place in the imperial palace is next to Chris.”

“but… … .”

After looking around for a ship to the western continent, if Ye-ryun is dead, that’s a hit again.

After changing into more plain clothes, Ye-ryun and the others escaped through the back door of the palace.

Her face was still visible, but the shaman had cast a spell, so it seemed okay.

After leaving the imperial palace, the maid and the shaman left the practice to Chris and then disappeared.

“Then take good care of the master.”

“huh? Weren’t we all going together?”

When Chris asked in a puzzled voice, the shaman shook his head.

“If you go in groups, you will attract people’s attention. We have business, so let’s meet again here before sunset.”

As the two disappeared, Chris and Ye-ryun, who were left behind, held onto his arms as if they were some kind of rope.

The faint trembling seems to represent her anxiety.

Chris leaves the side door used by the servants with a slightly burdened feeling.

A little further down the deserted trail, we saw a bustling downtown.

The capital of the Qin Empire seemed to have a different population than the west he was in.

Chris, who was on his way to the market thanks to the magic of avoiding his eyes, marveled at the endless crowd.

The city formed around a large strait stretched so wide that it was hard to guess its end.

Warriors and scholars, tramps and fishermen. So many different people pass by Ye-ryun and Chris that it is hard to list them all.

It is similar to the one I saw in London, the capital of Breton, but on a different scale.

The stalls lined up near the strait were selling strange foods such as fried and grilled insects.

Chris freaked out when he saw it, but Ye-ryun quickly reassured him.

“That’s what foreigners who don’t know the situation buy and eat. A proper market needs to go a little further.”

“It’s the same here as the strangers, etc.”

Chris, who complained a little, walked for about 20 minutes and finally came to a proper market.

There was nothing in the market as huge as the size of the city.

You can see groceries and snacks, as well as slaves and ores, and even items that seem to have come from the Western world.

As if Ye-ryun had thought of something in advance, she twisted Chris’s arm little by little and adjusted her course.

The place where the two arrived was a five-story business building.

A wooden building made by generously using expensive and durable wood was not envious of the palaces of quite a few countries.

It was shabby compared to the Imperial Palace of the Qin Empire, but I couldn’t help it because if it was more splendid anyway, I would be punished for blasphemy.

Ye-ryun, who was skillfully dodging people who came and went, went inside with Chris.

Stepping on the lacquered wooden stairs and going up to the third floor without hesitation, she checks the wooden boards attached to one side of the pillar.

Chris, who activated the interpreter spell he had learned at the Royal Seid, was able to recognize that it was a merchant ship’s schedule.

“When did you find out about this?”

“Actually, I also thought about escaping abroad. I didn’t have a place to settle down, so I gave up quickly, but… … .”

Ye-ryun, who was scanning the timetable, explained in a voice barely audible to Chris.

Chris, who came up with an idea, proposes to her.

“Then let’s go to my estate, Vector. I will have to live a simpler life than now, but at least I won’t be openly treated coldly.”

It was a bit of an impulsive idea, but considering Chris’ position, it’s not uncommon for the number of diners to increase by three or four.

If I could return to Vector as soon as possible, would the cost of living in the training be a problem?

At Chris’s words, Ye-ryun tilted her head. Isn’t that why they summoned players from another world? But the lord… … .

Chris looks at her and explains the situation again with patience.

However, Ye Lin politely declined his offer.

“I appreciate your words, but I can’t do that. If I escape to the western continent, there will be an emergency in the imperial palace. The lineage of the direct imperial family of the Qin Empire is managed very strictly.”

Upon learning of the existence of another difficulty, Chris clicked his tongue slightly.

I thought I would just need a place to settle down, but it seems there are more restrictions.

“Ah, to prevent the clairvoyance from leaking out?”

“Yes, to a lesser degree as I lack the ability, but I will not stand still. No matter how you get on the boat, there is a high chance that you will be caught before it leaves the Qin Empire’s territorial waters.”

Ye-ryun’s fingers stopped at the end of the timetable as she continued her story.

The name written there belonged to a port located in the southern part of the western continent.

I had stopped by Chris before when he was a mercenary, so I recognized him right away.

“It’s two weeks from now. I think you should go for a ride on this one. I will pay the fare and write you a letter of introduction.”

“Two weeks… I don’t know if that will solve the situation.”

When Chris muttered that, Ye-ryun was a little surprised.

She soon responds as if she is very grateful and speaks hopefully.

“It hurts my heart, but the disease that His Majesty suffers from is so serious that even the leading healers of the Qin Empire can’t help it. So, in about two weeks, a decision will be made in one way or another.”

“You don’t look very distressed, do you?”

Chris jokingly criticizes Ye-ryun’s words.

She covered her mouth and gave a small laugh.

“If you find out that you said this, you will be scolded. Please keep it a secret from the maid.”

“Sure.”

The two left their superiors after making a reservation for a ship in two weeks.

There was quite a bit of time left until the sun went down, so I took the remaining money and looked around the market.

Unlike before, Chris, who tasted the right food, bought a long sword at a reasonable price and wore it around his waist.

As he began to use weapons inferior to those in the imperial palace arsenal, he particularly missed Black Hammer’s work.

After the somewhat obligatory shopping was over, they took a walk around the capital, going around the road leading to the imperial palace.

Ye-ryun seemed to be in a good mood, as if she hadn’t had many opportunities to leave the imperial palace.

The two people who were reunited in front of the side door raised a new greeting while hiding their tired faces.

Ye-ryun accepts it and goes back to her place as if nothing had happened.

Unlike the first night in the imperial palace, on the second night, not a single rat, let alone an assassin, came near.

Chris, who was leaning against the pillars of the main building, pulled his sleeves against the chilly wind.

As I was playing with the mirror ring that was in my bosom because it was so quiet, I felt a strange touch on the tip of my finger.

He checked the inside of the ring by the light of a stone lantern and found that a small piece of leather was attached to it.

‘Why is this attached to the ring?’

Chris never took the Mirror Ring back to Earth.

So this ring must have been enshrined in Vector’s bedroom.

However, the piece of leather he found was firmly bonded with glue.

No doubt, artificial alterations.

There was no way the maids of the lord’s castle or Baren would have done such a thing.

For a moment, he thought of a strange idea, and he exclaimed urgently.

“Boo, the demon palace of the phoenix!”

A small light came on, and a familiar bow appeared in his hand.

A piece of paper that was not there before was tied to the body of the glossy red bow.

Chris carefully unwrapped it and smiled broadly.

The identity of the somewhat bulky piece of paper is a scroll for communication that was provided by the gold king.

A top-notch item supplied prior to the battle with the Demon King.

It was so expensive that I deliberately didn’t return it even after the job was done.

Perhaps Illesis, who returned to the lord’s castle, purposely tied it up in preparation for the demon palace’s summoning.

When Chris summoned an epic item, he was thinking of getting a communication scroll as well.

He admired Illesis’ clever plan and tore the scroll without delay.

A top-of-the-line product with no communication distance limitations delivered a familiar voice to him.